Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Protection war commander! Quick, quick! Painhurs only sent four people over!"

Several Roman battle commanders roared and drew their sabers from their waists, commanding teams of well-trained soldiers to turn around to help.

However, they obviously made the warchief simple. The number of people who can be teleported by teleportation is limited. The white horse teleported two midnight lords and a green skin, naturally, he made sense.

The great warlord Aonardo Waaagh Finch is like a green mountain, standing in front of the Roman army. The back of his left hand is tied to two iron buckets, and the back is randomly connected with rivets and ropes. The intestines of Titan Skugger, another section of the intestines, are linked to the tin can on the back, with blood living on the sludge, and a large rude and ridiculous orc totem stuck on it.

No one knows how this thing works. However, when the green-skinned warlord roared, the mechanism structure inside the big iron tank behind it, under a group of green light, ran wildly!

The shriveled intestines, which were used as pipes, were instantly filled with liquid. The iron barrel on the back of the left hand roared and shot out two high-pressure water cannons. The power was so powerful that it even knocked the front legion to the ground, terrifying. The water flow rushed an entire company to pieces.

"What's this stuff?"

The soldier who was overturned by the water cannon sniffed his nose in disgust. He almost fainted with an unknown breath, and the wet water drops gradually fell from the brim of the helmet.

The white sky just exposed, was completely obscured by the darkness summoned by the two shadow dragons. By the light of the fire, the soldiers barely saw that the liquid spewed by the great tyrant turned out to be a turbid and dark face——

"Crack!"

The beast Leonardo grabbed a piece of flint and slammed it on the iron sheet. The sparks shot out ignited the black liquid and could only knock people to the ground. The high-pressure water gun, which did not cause much damage, melted in an instant. For the terrifying fire-breathing equipment!

"Hahahaha! Burn it! Burn it!"

The master of great skill raised his head and laughed, splashing the fire and rain on the Roman soldiers in red robes, turning the surroundings into a blazing hell, watching hundreds of scorched figures, twisting and wriggling in the flames, and let out a sweet wailing.

Several company commanders tore open a scroll of flame shield, stepped on the burning grease that did not reach the ankle, and crossed the burning wall of fire. However, the orc's right hand, grabbing a terrifying chain saw, was about to rush The person at the front was sawn in half neatly from head to foot, and neither the helmet nor the armor could counter his sharp edge.

The horrible whistling of chainsaws, accompanied by fragments of flesh and blood flying all over the sky, frightened the other company commanders to a halt.

At the same time, on the hillside, the heavily armed gangsters, which originally had a scale of 10,000 people, but still had only 3,000 people left in the **** battle, were also revived by the roar of the beast onado, their rough leather. With thick skin, bursts of dark green burning steam turned up, his eyes were red, and he roared up to the sky, as if he had forgotten the fatigue of a **** day, holding up his weapons, and launched a counter-charge towards the Romans' offensive formation! He went to the position of the great warlord without hesitation, and responded to the WAAAGH of the beast Onado!

And the soldier who rushed to cover Zhanshuai from the other side encountered the most terrifying nightmare. Dou Da's sweat fell from his forehead like a rainstorm, and his heart almost popped out of his throat! The death dragons of the two Primordial Shadow Dragons are superimposed on the ferocious aura of the Eternal God's Choice. The scared mortal almost died because of a heart burst!

Conrad had a tail whip and the dark dragon tail dragged the darkness, like a death scythe, cut off two or three squads of soldiers at the waist. The limbs and limbs that did not die immediately, let out a miserable howl in the pool of blood.

Saiweta breathed down the shadow, and wiped out the entire company, a hundred soldiers! The fresh flesh and blood quickly dried up and withered, and fell to the ground feebly. After a few seconds, the eye sockets of a withered corpse burned with a faint blue dead fire, stiffly climbing from the ground.

The shadow dragon continued to kill and created the servants of the undead. He gave up the control of the undead: anyway, surrounded by densely packed Roman armies, these tireless killing machines did not accidentally injure the allies. He changed from time to time. Take a human form to avoid the rain of arrows from the Romans, sometimes transform into a dragon to clear the surrounding obstacles, smash through the encirclement of the empire alive, and head straight to the east.

"What does the dragon mean? What's in the east? It's just a battlefield that we can't clean in time—"

Several battle commanders took a breath of air, yes, the right wing of yesterday's battlefield to the east! At the cost of being seriously injured and dying, with the arrow rain of the Romans, Ning shredded ten super-large white dragons in one breath, and once again fought for air supremacy for the tribe. And now, the shadow dragon headed straight to the battlefield covered with dead bodies!

"Wake up! My servants!"

The lord of the night skimmed low at four times the speed of a war horse, and landed on this sea of ​​blood. He forcibly broke the mouth of a dragon corpse, stuffed it with dark agate, and then groaned death. prayer. Under the order of the vampire dragon, the corpses of the white dragons that were ripped apart by the ancient silver dragons opened their eyes again-the hollow dragon pupils burning with the fire of the dead!

And under the **** of several people, Painhurs stood in front of Aetius once again, turning a nine-ring divine position into a spear of evil flame, scarlet, azure blue, dark green, and purple. The four-color magic fire rushes straight into the sky!

In the last round, when he fought with Aetius, the magic fire was only formed by burning the seven-ring spell slot, which is not the same level as the current one! Tens of feet away, the armor on Zhanshuai's body was almost melted into red molten iron by the blazing hot magic flame.

The warchief violently raised his left hand, calling for the power of the Chaos God, directly distorting and interfering with the real world.

Aetius's eyes widened in horror, and a **** phantom that could reach the sky was directly summoned to the real world by the white horse. He had no face, but his distorted and deformed blue skin was densely packed with thousands of sheets. Different faces! The two big snakes behind are entangled together, constantly circulating and changing, as if foreshadowing some kind of cosmic truth, the blue devil, stretched out a big hand, holding Zhan Shuai tightly in his palm.

Aetius subconsciously wanted to reverse reality again, but to his astonishment, the ghost of the devil did not cause him any harm. However, what surprised him was still to come-the commander originally wanted to use the synchronization technique. Synchronize a reversal reality so that you can use this power at any time to erase the unfavorable state for yourself.

But now, I seemed to have forgotten that chaotic ability that was enough to modify the world.

Painhurs threw the evil flame spear fiercely. Everything was wiped out wherever the tip of the gun touched. The triple silver armor and the multiple defenses of the star mucous membrane were wiped out in the chaotic magic fire and went straight through the heart of the last Roman.

The face of the other war commander's body became more and more haggard with the destruction of the clone, but his apparent speed is still fast! At the moment when the clone was killed, the two personalities cast spells at the same time, and a psionic blast stunned the white horse, making it impossible for him to avoid the silver flames that followed.

"You are too impatient. Although my magic clone is far less powerful than yours, he can still perform all the magic I know under my control."

A nightmare sound rang quietly in the ear of Aetius. A tall and sturdy white horse tore to pieces its veil of illusion, a spear pierced into Zhanshuai's chest, and raised it high! Let all Roman soldiers be able to see that their war commander has been assassinated by himself.

The four-colored magic fire exploded in the surroundings in an instant, and the ashes burned by Aetius were wiped out in the horrified eyes of a group of Roman soldiers. Dark embers, accompanied by a cold breeze, drifted around.

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Miracle

Plastic Energy

Level: Priest 9, Opportunity 9

Spell components: speech, posture, experience value; see description

Casting time: 1 standard action

Distance: see description

Goal, effect or area: see description

Duration: see description

Exemption check: see description

Spell resistance: Yes

Miracles are actually more like praying than casting spells. You pray to the **** (or some power of your faith) and express your wishes.

Miracles can produce any of the following effects:

Copy a priest spell with a spell level of 8 or less (including spells that can be obtained through your domain).

Copy any spell whose spell level does not exceed 7.

Remove some harmful spell effects, such as Feeblemind or Insanity.

Produces an effect equivalent to the intensity of the above-mentioned effect.

If miracles produce the above effects, then casting the spell does not cost experience points.

In addition, a pastor can also pray for very great miracles. Because of the powerful sacred energy involved, it takes 5,000 experience points of the priest to cast such a miracle. Such powerful miracles may be:

Bring the dead companions back to life and reverse the situation of the war.

Make your team and all equipment teleport to another plane accurately.

Protect a city from earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, floods or other natural disasters.

Only prayers that conform to the nature of the deity (or camp) will be granted.

If the spell generated by the miracle copy allows saving and spell resistance checks, the related checks will still be required, but the DC of the saving throw must be calculated based on the 9th-level spell. If the copied spell requires experience points, you must pay that experience point. If the copied spell requires the use of materials worth more than 100 gold coins, you must also pay.

Consumption experience value: 5,000 points (in some cases; see the description above).